Depression

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once there was a girl,she never felt care

you wouldn't dare to see her fears

4 o'clock on the dot she has the rope

she wasn't able to cope

she fought it with her might

but caught up with her fright

in the bathroom is the blade

ready to be played

pretty lines in her wrist

so much to risk

her parents never understood her

no-one was close enough to her

she saw kids with laughter

but wasn't able to go further

life treated her differently

she never had company

she couldn't continue with the race

in her mind,she was a disgrace

her life was taken away

she couldn't be living everyday

she was ready to run

and grab that gun

she was in the bathroom tub

thinking that she was never enough

she was finally free 

and ready to be 


                                                   - Bri


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